The Date: kicking balls part 1 Chapter 4 [Chapter 4]

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Shelby Williams

This whole week has been the longest week of my life. All I could ever think about was my first date with Connor. As soon as practice was over, My stomach was full of butterflies, and my heart was racing. Almost two hours before the date.

"What are you going to wear?" Macy said smirking at me while giving me a little nudge.

I walked with her to our car after practice ended.

I roll my eyes.

"I don't know, maybe some sweat pants and a old tournament shirt."

Macy mouth flew open.

"What?" I say really confused with her reaction.

"You can't wear that to a first date."

Macy said as if she had any experience.

I scoffed.

"Okay then, what should I wear then?"

Macy stops an thinks.

"Maybe you might actually try on..."

"NO" I literally at her face.

"What!" She said really offended.

"Their is no way I am putting on a skirt."

"She groaned.

Just then, Macy' mom starts to honk her car.

"Macy let's go!"

I laugh.

"I'll see you later." I say with a smile.

I walk back to my car, and as soon as I know it, I'm back home.

I get out of the shower and look at what I was planing to wear.

My black nike sweat pants and my black Old soccer tournament shirt.

I thought and wandered.

Should I actually put on something nice?

I groan.

"Why Macy Did You Have To Be RIGHT" I yell at nothing but empty space.

At 8:30 my mom yells through the living room to tell me that Connor is here.

I was hoping so badly that Connor wasn't well dressed for my mom to realize that I and Connor was going a date, because then she would tell my dad and my dad will tell me no relationship and my friendship with Connor would be ruined.

I slowly make my way to front door, but before I could even make my way to the door, My mom stops me.

"So.. is this a date?" She says giving me a smirk.

I blush. "No why?

"Well.. we can start off with your outfit."

I take a glance at what I was wearing.

A simple floral skirt and a black v-neck with black converse.

I sigh.

She smiles.

"You secret safes with me." she whispers.

I nods and walk to the front door.

As I make my way to a the brunette with the soft brown eyes. I smile.

"Hey Connor."

Connor Anderson

"Hey Connor." she said in a normal tone.

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